[UPBEAT JAZZ MUSIC]
♪ ♪
Oh, God.
WAITER: You can't put that there.
Oh, where can I put it, then?
WAITER: I've got waiters
coming in and out.
Just somewhere not in the way.
[SIGHS]
FRED: One, two, a-one, two, one, two.
[JAZZ MUSIC PLAYING]
♪ ♪
[INDISTINCT CHATTER]
[LAUGHTER]
♪ ♪
[Bikini k*ll's "Demirep"]
SINGER: ♪ I, I am hiding ♪
♪ The you I show to you is just a lie ♪
♪ You take what you want,
you get what you take ♪
- ♪ Lie ♪
- ♪ High, high, high ♪
Maya! Are you ready?
Come on, let's go!
Wait, Mom, you're making onigiri?
- Yeah.
- No, I want a turkey sandwich.
Oh, go get dressed.
Go get dressed. You'll catch cold.
Okay, but can you make
a turkey sandwich?
I will.
SHUJI: Mom!
Can you help me find my HitClip?
I can't find it! Mom, come on!
- Ah.
- [WINCES]
Okay! Coming.
I last saw it in the living room.
MAYA: I have it!
SHUJI: Give it back!
MAYA: ♪ I have it ♪
♪ I love this song ♪
- Maya, give it back!
- ♪ Za-la-la-la-la-- ♪
- MAYA: Stop! Shuji!
- Shuji, stop!
Just 'cause we're
half-siblings doesn't mean
you get to keep half my stuff!
- Don't say that!
- We're brother-sister, you...
- Shuji, stop it!
- No, we're not, you idiot.
- Half, half.
- Ow!
- Mom, just tell him to stop!
- Just... just stop.
Give him that "sh*t Grip" back.
- Huh?
- [BOTH LAUGH]
Did you just call it "sh*t"?
SHUJI: Mom, that's not what it's called.
It's called a HitClip.
Say it again, say it again.
- HitGrip.
- MAYA: No!
- HitClip!
- HitGrip!
Say "Oreo McFlurry."
- Oh, Maya, no.
- Say it!
- Come on, do it.
- You got it.
Oleo MacFurry.
[BOTH LAUGHING]
Enough!
Okay, go get ready...
- [SCREAMS]
- YUKI: Go!
Shuji!
- Go get dressed.
- MAYA: You bitch!
YUKI: Breakfast ready. Come on.
[MUTTERS IN JAPANESE]
- FRED: Yuki!
- Yes, Fred?
FRED: You think I need
to wear a coat today?
I don't know. It's in the s.
FRED: So not a cardigan.
You think I need to wear a coat?
Cardigan or coat, whatever you like.
Come on, everybody,
breakfast is ready!
Hurry up!
[FOOTSTEPS APPROACHING]
FRED: [SIGHS]
Oh, honey, this looks beautiful.
Ugh, I am so hungry. This is great.
Uh... oh, hey,
do we have any hot sauce?
- [SIGHS]
- Yeah.
Ugh, I'm sorry, it's gone.
- So I'll get it this afternoon.
- [SIGHS]
- Shut up.
- Get off of me.
- Stop.
- Just give it to me.
No.
- Get away, you annoying freak.
- Mom!
- Maya, enough.
- Shut up.
Oh, my God, Mom, you just
told your daughter to shut up.
- What's wrong with you?
- Maya, stop it.
That's crazy.
YUKI:
What a big bite.
Ay, ay, ay, ay, yah.
[CAR HORN HONKING]
Oh, it's... that's Kathy.
- I didn't even eat.
- You were late, so come on.
I got to go, too.
Don't forget to bring...
take everything.
FRED: [GROANS]
I'm seeing Frank and his trio.
Oh, honey, can you call Richard?
He's gonna ask about the tour dates.
- Can you just give him a call?
- Okay.
- Thank you.
- Bye.
All right.
Oh!
Maya, Shuji! Your lunches!
Bye.
[DOOR OPENS]
[DOOR CLOSES]
[EXPRESSIVE MUSIC]
♪ ♪
SINGER: [SINGING IN JAPANESE]
♪ ♪
[SINGING QUIETLY IN JAPANESE]
♪ ♪
[HORN HONKS, TIRES SQUEALING]
[CAR DOOR OPENS, CLOSES] Bitch.
[TIRES SQUEALING]
No parking if you're not handicapped.
- Bitch.
- You don't have a sign.
Bitch, bitch.
I'm sorry.
YUKI: [HUMMING]
[INDISTINCT ANNOUNCEMENT OVER PA]
[CONTINUES HUMMING]
[DRAMATIC MUSIC]
♪ ♪
[BOTH GRUNT] [BOTH SPEAKING JAPANESE]
Mm-hmm.
No.
Mm. [CHUCKLES]
HIDEKI: Yuki...
Mm.
[LIGHT FLUTE MUSIC]
♪ ♪
[SIGHS]
♪ ♪
[DRAMATIC MUSIC]
♪ ♪
Oh, I... I got to go.
YUKI: Ah.
[PHONE BEEPING]
Hello, Doctor?
Yeah, this is Yuki.
I can't make it today, uh,
can I reschedule, please?
Oh, okay. Good... goodbye, Doctor.
- Mm.
- Ah...
Ah, mm.
Ah.
Eh?
Ah.
Okay.
[SOFT JAZZ MUSIC]
[BOTH LAUGH]
HIDEKI: Mm.
Mm.
You knowing English and
working as an interpreter
inspired me to learn English.
It's what helped me get this job.
Wow, that's very good.
Yeah.
- Arigato.
- Ooh...
Sorry. I'm so sorry.
It's okay.
It's okay. It's only my boobs.
- Your boobs?
- [LAUGHS]
- [SPEAKING JAPANESE]
- [SPEAKING JAPANESE]
[EXPRESSIVE MUSIC]
♪ ♪
SINGER: [SINGING IN JAPANESE]
♪ ♪
Stevie Wonder?
- No.
- Yes.
[ROMANTIC MUSIC]
♪ ♪
[THUNDER RUMBLES] Ah!
Eh?
Ah.
[JUKEBOX CLICKS]
[Dionne Warwick's
"Walk on By" playing]
♪ ♪
DIONNE: ♪ If you see me walkin'
down the street ♪
♪ And I start to cry each time we meet ♪
♪ Walk on by ♪
♪ Walk on by ♪
♪ Make believe that you don't
see the tears ♪
♪ Just let me grieve in private ♪
♪ 'Cause each time I see you ♪
♪ I break down and cry ♪
♪ Walk on by ♪
♪ Don't stop ♪
♪ Walk on by ♪
♪ Don't stop ♪
♪ Walk on by ♪
♪ I just can't get over losin' you ♪
♪ And so if I seem broken and blue ♪
♪ Walk on by ♪
♪ Walk on by ♪
♪ Foolish pride, that's
all that I have left ♪
♪ So let me hide ♪
♪ The tears and the sadness
you gave me ♪
♪ When you said goodbye... ♪
[MUSIC FADES]
[SERIOUS MUSIC]
SINGER: [SINGING IN JAPANESE]
♪ ♪
♪ ♪
[Miles Davis' "Blue in Green" plays]
♪ ♪
[GEAR SHIFTER CLACKS, KEYS JINGLE]
♪ ♪
[MUSIC FADES]
[SIGHS]
[DISHES CLANKING]
Hey. I didn't know when you
were gonna come home,
so I made
my world-famous daddy chili.
- Were the kids okay?
- Yes, yeah, they loved it.
They're in their rooms.
They're fine.
Oh, and I got some more hot sauce
'cause I didn't see any in the fridge
and I figured you had a woozy
of a day at the...
at the bank or, well, wherever you...
I don't know where you were.
- I had a long day.
- FRED: Yeah, well...
- But let me...
- Oh, no, come on, please.
Let me do this. You sit right here.
Oh, okay.
- Thank you.
- All right.
I added a few more
interesting spices here.
- Ah, that's... that's enough.
- Ah, it's never enough.
- There you go.
- Thank you, thank you.
[VIDEO GAME BEEPING ON TV]
Shuji, can you pause the game?
Yeah.
Look.
This reminded me of you.
I love you. You're my number-one son.
- I'm your only son, Mom.
- I know, but...
[SIGHS DEEPLY]
Anyone would be so lucky to have you.
Okay, okay, thanks, Mom.
I love you, too.
- Okay, okay.
- Yes.
Thank you for the dope painting.
All right.
- I like it.
- Yeah, it's nice, isn't it?
Mm-hmm.
Mm.
- Okay. Back to game.
- [CHUCKLES]
[DOOR CLOSES]
[VIDEO GAME BEEPING ON TV]
♪ Daddy, Daddy, Daddy, Daddy,
Mommy, Mommy, Mommy, Mommy ♪
♪ Silly, silly, silly, silly ♪
- [LAUGHING]
- [COUGHS]
- Oh, my funny girl.
- Go to sleep.
- I don't want to.
- I love you.
Do you love me more than Shuji?
Mm, equal.
But you are my number-one daughter,
and I'm so glad you're my daughter.
- That doesn't count.
- Yes, it does.
It's important.
Okay, then can I have
a present like Shuji got one?
Okay, when you turn ,
I'll give you a present
that I got from Stevie Wonder.
Who's that?
Oh, you don't know?
- No.
- It's okay.
- Now go to sleep, okay?
- I'm not tired.
Yes, you are. I'll sing you a song.
♪ Mommy, Mommy, Mommy, Mommy ♪
No, uh, stop.
♪ Daddy, Daddy, Daddy, Daddy ♪
♪ Chili, chili, chili, chili,
go to sleep, go to sleep ♪
♪ Everybody sleep, sleep,
everybody sleep, sleep ♪
- Okay, okay, enough, enough.
- I don't want to.
- Go to sleep.
- I don't want to go to bed.
- [GROANS]
- Okay.
[HUMMING]
[SINGING IN JAPANESE]
Fred?
- Fred?
- Mm, mm-hmm?
Listen.
- [GROANS]
- Are you all right?
I want to tell you a story
that I never told you before.
- Mm-hmm.
- Many years ago
I was working on a film called
"Seven Nights in Japan."
It was a British/Japanese co-production.
And we were all staying
in a small remote village.
And I was the only one
who spoke the two languages.
And the very first morning,
I brought the British crew
to the Japanese dining room.
The whole Japanese crew
were eating breakfast,
and they're all cracking raw egg
and putting it over rice.
The British crew, they all went like,
"Ew, we're not gonna eat that."
So they asked me for milk and sugar.
So this time the Brits pour sugar
and milk over hot rice.
And when they were eating this,
the Japanese crew all went, "Ew."
And I was always in the middle
of the two cultures,
stuck there.
And I feel like I've been like that
with you and with my family.
Sometimes I never know
what's right by you
and what's right by the kids.
I'm being too Japanese
or trying to be too American.
I feel like I'm always stuck
in the middle of the two cultures.
You...
you never talk about this.
But I'm happy right now.
I'm happy with this life.
You were gone a long time today.
I missed you.
I missed you, too.
[Miles Davis' "Blue in Green"]